Love Unspoken

Alexander sucked in a breath, almost getting knocked flat by the force behind him. He quickly steadied himself to avoid face-planting.

He spun around to glare at Quinn, looking pale as a ghost. "You trying to kill me or what?"

"You still got the energy to whine. I think you can handle a few more cuts," Quinn shot back with a smirk.

"But you don't have to kill me, right? I did save you," Alexander snapped.

"Yelling like that, you ain't dying," Quinn said, ice-cold.

Alexander quit messing around, realizing he was the one in pain here. Those deep cuts were no joke.

Quinn pressed down once, then got all gentle. She cleaned the gash on his back, then moved to his arm.

It took nearly an hour to go from the worst wound to the least bad one.

Then she used the leftover water to wipe the blood off him.

When she finally cleaned his face, she saw he was even paler than she thought.

Quinn was ticked. When Alexander was really hurt, he joked around, and when he wasn't as bad, he got all serious. She could never tell how bad it really was. She picked up the rag, which was filthy and useless now.

She had to boil some water to disinfect it and let it dry before bandaging him up.

"You need to disinfect this. What herbs should we use?" she asked.

"Mugwort. It's right behind your butt," Alexander said.

Quinn glared at him. "Couldn't you just say it's behind me?"

He said with a grin, "Alright, it's behind you."

Quinn rolled her eyes. She turned, grabbed some mugwort leaves, washed them, crushed them, and slapped them on his wound.

After applying the herbs, his body was covered in green streaks, looking kinda funny.NôvelDrama.Org holds text © rights.

Quinn boiled the torn cloth strips and hung them to dry. There was still some sunlight, so she hoped they'd dry before night.

After a long morning, she finally had a moment to herself, and her stomach growled.

She pressed her stomach, looking a bit embarrassed.

Alexander stared at her and asked, "Hungry?"

"Not really," she lied.

Alexander looked around, dug in his pocket, and pulled out a rubber band. He picked up a stone from the ground.

Quinn watched in shock as he stretched the rubber band, placed the stone on it, aimed, and let it fly.

She didn't see where it went, but she heard the stone whizz through the trees, scaring a bunch of birds, and one fell to the ground.

It landed in the grass, still flapping its wings.

Quinn looked at Alexander, eyes wide with surprise.

Alexander put away the rubber band, met her gaze, and raised an eyebrow. "Why so shocked? Didn't you see me do this when we were kids?" Quinn's expression softened. Hearing him mention their childhood brought back a wave of nostalgia.

It was ages ago.